Friday, April 28, 2006
The metal door of our apartment (click here for picture) will remain a bulletin board/message center, although we'll be weeding out some of the crap on a regular basis. It's also a nifty display for our magnet collection.A couple dozen suggestions followed, most involving some variety of making a frame for the section of the door where we put most of the messages. Then the conversation got around to what to do with that mandatory "Fire Regulation" sticker you're supposed to keep on or near your door:
What I need are suggestions on how to make it look like something other than the door to our apartment with crap stuck all over it.
- Put it in an ornate frame with a ribbon around it;
- Re-contextualize the regulations by typing them up in a great font and making a graphic out of them, and putting them on rice paper; and my favorite,
- "Fire Regulation Cross-Stitch."
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
I smiled and caught their eyes. "I'm on my way to the Apple Store to get that exact iPod. How do you like it?"
"Buy it at the Apple Store online, " the guy advised. "You don't have to pay sales tax."
"What about shipping?"
So I headed home instead and logged into the Apple Store, and now the iPod and an Apple Care policy will be shipped to me in 24 hours.
"That was a lucky accident," I told my husband.
"There are no accidents," he joked. "Those were your Guardian iPods."
Meanwhile, time to weed out the stuff in my music collection that's not getting ripped onto the new Pod.
PS: The spell check still doesn't recognize "iPod." It now suggests that I put my music on an aphid.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
I was in Home Depot on 23rd Street this afternoon, talking with the kitchen cabinets guy. I told him that in addition to cabinets, I was also looking to put some thin sheetrock and beadboard on my walls.
"What installer are you working with?"
"I haven't made a choice yet."
It turns out that the same guys who install the kitchen cabinets can install the beadboard and sheetrock, and they also have painters. So I gave them my name and number to set up an appointment for a free consultation.I asked on Apartment Therapy if anyone had dealt with them. One woman on the Upper West Side had, and was not happy with them. They had quoted her a price $1500 more than the other contractors, for one thing, and didn't want to look at any related problems before they made up the estimate. She ended up getting a recommendation from her super, and I've seen pictures of her cabinets...they're great!
Our building's super has installers he's called in whenever a rent-controlled tenant kicks off and the landlord puts a few bucks into fixing up the place before charging some 22-year-old kid $1800 a month. The trouble is, his guys have been kind of hit-or-miss, and lately more "miss" than "hit" or they would've been the first ones I'd have called.
Well, I have to start interviewing contractors sometime. I just hope I don't come off like a virgin, especially a stupid virgin with a lot of money.
Before I left Home Depot, I stuffed my pocket with paint chips, mostly Ralph Lauren's Island Brights . Stucco also has a certain appeal. As long as I'm not the stuckee.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
I was listening to it on the subway going home tonight, and when it got to the end of the playlist, I pulled it out of my pocket and picked another playlist. It occurred to me that if I had a photo iPod, I wouldn't be so nonchalant about taking it out on the subway. In fact, it would end up in the safe deposit box along with my engagement ring, which I don't wear because I don't want to live in fear that some lunatic will take my finger in order to take the ring.
This is why city people who buy a car pick one that looks like a wreck, one that nobody would want to steal.
The poor and the rich don't have to consider these things. If you're poor, you don't have to worry about diamond rings and iPods, because you can't afford them. Or maybe you get a photo iPod but not health insurance, since you know you have enough money right now for the iPod but you don't know if you'll have the money for the premiums every month.
And rich people don't have to depend on the subway. Maybe Mayor Bloomberg takes it to look like a regular guy, but he doesn't have to.
It's that broad swath of us in the middle who have to disguise ourselves in dull plumage to shield ourselves from predators.
Monday, April 17, 2006
101 Uses for a Dead iPod
I'll probably spring for a battery for this one eventually and use it as a giant thumb drive, provided the computer I plug it into has a Firewire port.
I feel as if this is a big step for me, especially because I still refer to my iPod as a Walkman, the way my grandmother would call the refrigerator an icebox.
P.S. The spell check still doesn't recognize the word "iPod" and insists that I use "wiped." As in, "I wiped all the files off my old iPod before sending its carcass back to Apple."
Friday, April 14, 2006
The news has been reporting her name as "Molly," but there's a big sign in the window of Myers of Keswick, where she's the resident cat, that says, "Free Millie (not Molly). Day 14."
A big envelope nearby reads "Letters to Millie" from a class of local public school kids.
They've been trying to lure her out with food. There was a guy in a giant mouse suit out there this morning, but he left before I got my camera. Must've had another gig.
Chico and Ashley are keeping their paws crossed for Millie's safe return.
Update: Millie was found safe and sound Friday night, and enjoyed a meal of sardines from her grateful owner. Although with these old buildings, I'm sure she found plenty to eat in the wall.
The guy in the mouse suit was from the NY Post.
Chico and Ashley are currently tunneling into the kitchen wall so that we will give them sardines when they're rescued.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Restoring An Antique
I'm following along with Apartment Therapy's eight-week home cure. The first week requires going through your home and listing any repairs, especially the ones you've put off for ages.
You can post photographs, if you're so inclined. Here's mine. And remember: I'm not living in a dump; I'm restoring a valuable antique.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
I took them over to the Strand, where I found out they don't buy books on Sunday. So I donated them to Housing Works, which seemed to be having a run on chaise longues. Had I been in the market for a chaise longue, I would be a very lucky girl indeed.
Now that I've cleared some space in my bookcases, I've discovered a bunch of books I forgot about, some of which may be worth keeping, and others of which are...next.
Friday, April 07, 2006
*Old person's expression from the 1960's.
(If you can read this, you can see better than I can.)
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Ashley's Aztec Pyramid
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Back Me Up Ladies II
My husband was appalled.
"That's not sanitary! You should only buy make-up that's sealed."
"That defeats the whole purpose of the site! The idea is you've used it first and then found out it's not right for you. Under what circumstances would it still be sealed?"
"If...you got it as a gift from somebody," he offered, negotiating the precarious waters of Chickland.
"That would only apply about ten percent of the time, like if it's something my mother bought during Clinique Bonus Time." Most of the time, it's more like:
- You tried it on in the store and it looked good there, but magically made you look like a mime when you got it home;
- You were having a really good hair day but then decided to push it and walked into Sephora;
- You slowed down by the make-up counter in Macy's or Bloomingdale's and the salesgirl said, "Would you like to try our new Really Reds?"
- It's a great product, but completely impractical for your real life.
DuWop Lip Venom's "Venom Gloss" would be a great example of that for me. It's this lip gloss that's infused with some kind of cinnamon oil that makes your lips swell up like a temporary collagen treatment. I sampled some in "Snowberry" one afternoon at Sephora. The stuff makes your lips tingle, like wiping them with Red Hots candy. A few minutes later I chanced to look at myself in a mirror, and I had this great, pouty look that reminded me of the girls in the "Slicker" ads when I was a kid. I shelled out the $16 bucks and brought a tube home.
I ended up wearing it exactly twice. I found that either the color clashed with whatever I was wearing, or I was going to work and it was inappropriate to have bee-stung lips, or I would walk down the street on a windy day and end up with fifteen flyers and a discarded copy of the New York Metro stuck to my face. Plus, even though I'm meticulously neat and I would screw the cap on tight after using the product, somehow it leaked all over my make-up bag, and everything I would touch would end up "Snowberry."
I pitched it out, but now I think it would have been a good idea to have posted an ad for it on one of those sites. I would probably have asked about five dollars plus shipping. I could have seen a little of my money back. Plus, the next customer could have used it twice and passed it on to yet another customer, and then she would pass it on to yet another customer, and I would have started some tribal custom going.
And if it's a tube, you're probably not getting a lot of cooties on it. You wash off the opening, the person who gets it maybe squirts a tiny bit of it out and washes it away before putting the rest on her face. Unless there are "air cooties" that get sucked back into the tube after you squeeze it.
So under the right circumstances, used cosmetics are not the worst idea.
Used mascara, however...no way.
Monday, April 03, 2006
Kosher 4 Passover
With Catholicism, God thunders out of the sky pointing a big finger at you and shouting, "I see you eating that hamburger on Good Friday! After what my Son did for you?"
Whereas, two Jews will argue from now to Shevous about what's kosher and not kosher for Passover.
"Lima beans! Lima beans, definitely not kosher!"
There's a discussion on Apartment Therapy: The Kitchen right now about traditional and non-traditional Passover recipes. Wouldn't hurt for Easter, either.
One law according to me: Matzoh should always be eaten with prunes. Trust me.
Or, you could try this.
Hot Dogs As America
Today I had the Fenway Frank, a thick Kahn's all-beef hot dog on a split New England roll. It seemed smokier and less garlicky than New York hot dogs, where we would eat garlic ice cream if we could.
The Yanks are at Oakland tonight, and opening day at Shea is about five minutes away. Uh-oh, looking kinda cloudy out there.